LOREN
At the unfamiliar voice, both Astra and Loren glanced up. It belonged to an equally unfamiliar woman: she was incredibly tall, with bluish-grey eyes that contained a strangely haunted and glowing expression, long and slim limbs, and messy hair. She was more striking than his own still too thin frame and sharp features. Her comment caused him to glance back down at the mud. Even if the short amount of time he’d looked away, his latest structure had collapsed. In fact, it almost looked like it was fleeing; he blocked one stream of it, and it slunk away, before making a break for another gap until it was blocked by a strategically timed hoof from Astra.
”I never made mud pies as a child.” Nor did he have any interest in recreating his horrific childhood. Still, his voice came out friendly enough. He even gave her a small smile. ”I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Loren Launceleyn.” He took a short break from corralling the mud—Astra took over, getting into the activity with a great deal more enthusiasm than the summoner had—to show her his hands. ”I uh, would offer to shake your hand, but they’re a bit dirty at the moment.”
Then a particularly large glob of mud tried to make a break for it and the Launceleyn dove to block it. That just seemed to encourage it, and it shot directly towards the only direction currently unguarded. Which just so happened to be right in the path of the stranger.
”I never made mud pies as a child.” Nor did he have any interest in recreating his horrific childhood. Still, his voice came out friendly enough. He even gave her a small smile. ”I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Loren Launceleyn.” He took a short break from corralling the mud—Astra took over, getting into the activity with a great deal more enthusiasm than the summoner had—to show her his hands. ”I uh, would offer to shake your hand, but they’re a bit dirty at the moment.”
Then a particularly large glob of mud tried to make a break for it and the Launceleyn dove to block it. That just seemed to encourage it, and it shot directly towards the only direction currently unguarded. Which just so happened to be right in the path of the stranger.
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
